On this day, Motoo was doing penance in the main hall. The latest and fastest updates

Yuan Wei had a premonition in his heart that he might have to leave Shihu City again. He can curl up at Qingshan Gate and ignore the strange eyes of the world, but he can't stand his relatives and friends suffering because of himself.

However, the abundant aura in the Qingshan Gate made it difficult for him to give up, and he wanted to break through the realm of Zhou Tian again for at least one more time here. Because without Stone Lake City, he will have no place to stand.

There was a loud "boom", the door of the main hall was pushed open, and the house broke in in a hurry.

"Dad, it's not good. I don't know who spread the news that you are Xuan Mo, and the entire Shihu City, including our Qingshan Gate, is talking about you being Xuan Mo!" Wu Tu said breathlessly.

"Really?" Yuan Wei was taken aback, "Don't you dare to spread it?" aren't you afraid of provoking the immortal cultivators of the Candle Yin Realm and Haoyang Realm now?"

"How do I know! Today, when I went out with a little junior sister, I saw more immortal cultivators coming to Shihu City, it is said that there are Luoying City, Kuyin City, Baisha City, Yanjun City, Broken Scale City, Hanlu City, and some small cities that have never heard of them, anyway, except for our Luwu City, almost all of them who can come have come. Also, our elders and disciples in Qingshan Sect are also talking about your identity!"

Yuan Wei was helpless for a while, "Let them talk about it, you go and tell the elders and disciples not to go out, lest you be caught and blackmailed me to save them... By the way, if you give me some more news, you will say that I am leaving Stone Lake City in the near future. ”

"Where is Daddy going, take me with him when you leave!" Yatu told him repeatedly, and then left the main hall.

Yuan Wei called the withered peach again, and the two discussed for a long time, as if they had finally determined the arrangements for the future.

After that, the gate of the main hall where Yuanwei was located was closed, and the disciples of Qingshan Gate also lived in a simple place. It's just that the green vines all over Qingshan Gate began to grow wildly, and in just a few months, they spread vigorously out of the outer wall, and the inside of the wall is even more green that covers the sky. Those immortal cultivators who gathered in Shihu City felt the coercion of the Transformation Realm from the green vines, and they sighed to themselves but were reluctant to give up, so they had to stay in Shihu City and not return.

On this day, outside the low wall of Qingshan Gate, as usual, there were some immortal cultivators from different places, most of them with sad faces, feeling confused about themselves and the future of the Third Realm.

"Senior brother, look at that green vine!" a female immortal cultivator shouted in surprise.

It turned out that a raised black vein slowly appeared on the branches and leaves of the originally emerald green vines inside and outside the low wall, which resembled the green veins of a thin person. The veins twisted slowly, and a black aura emanated from them. The black aura gathered more and more, and in the end, it was like a dark cloud pressing down on the sky above Qingshan Gate.

"Stay away from that black aura!" an immortal cultivator warned loudly, because he had already sensed the smell of death contained in the black aura.

"Is this black breath the breath of ink?"

The black aura made the immortal cultivators of Shihu City uneasy, and nearly a hundred Soul Condensing Realm immortal cultivators poured into the streets, they circled around the Qingshan Gate but did not dare to rush in at all. And some low-level immortal cultivators had already been frightened, and they took advantage of the chaos to quietly leave Shihu City and swear never to come back.

Indeed, this black aura comes from the Yuanwei, or from the ink in the nightmare bones. Relying on the abundant aura of Qingshan Gate, Yuanwei finally broke through the realm of the Seven Weeks of Bone Refining Realm after a year of penance. At the moment when he broke through, Nightmare woke up again.

After years of refining, the Nightmare Bone has been six out of ten, and less than half of them remain, but the awakening of the Nightmare Bone caused by this breakthrough is particularly intense, as if he knew that he would be refined after all and was dying.

The nightmare bones on Motowei's legs throbbed, almost breaking through his flesh and skin, and the black veins wrapped around the bones of his whole body were even more entwined and twisted, and the unbearable pain tormented Motowei from the inside out, from the bottom up, and everywhere.

"Squeak, squeak...", the sound of the iron spoon scraping against a magnetic basin resounded in Motoo's consciousness, stinging Motoo's consciousness and making him almost collapse.

After so many tribulations, Motowei was no longer panicked, and he tried to maintain a trace of clarity and began to operate the Chaos Forging Technique to refine the Nightmare Bone. The spiritual power wrapped in the nightmare bone, and little by little it turned into a black breath, and that breath was integrated into the body of the Yuan Wei, and also into the green vine of the Qingshan Gate, but in the end, it volatilized into qi and accumulated in the sky above the Qingshan Gate...

More and more of the nightmare bone refining became more and more, and Yuan Wei slowly felt his own ease, as if he would be able to walk like a fly and completely get rid of the fate of the cripple before long.

How could the nightmare sit still, a spiked voice sounded in the Yuanwei Divine Sense, "Don't be afraid of me, don't resist me, let me grow, I will give you strength!"

"I'm Yuanwei, not Xuanmo! Xuanmo is dead, I want to completely refine you, I want to turn you into nothingness!" Yuanwei gritted his teeth and whispered.

"I am the ink, you are the ink, let me grow, let me grow!" the voice continued, repeating over and over again in the Yuanwei Divine Consciousness.

Motowei ignored it, and it took him a month to suppress the nightmare bone. As the realm stabilized, Motowei was satisfied, and a wave of tiredness swept over Motoo's body and consciousness, and Motowei collapsed to the ground weakly.

"Hey, hey!"

Yuan Wei opened his sleepy eyes and found a middle-aged immortal cultivator in black clothes and black robes standing in front of him.

"Who are you? How did you enter the Qingshan Gate? Could it be that you were also admitted to the Qingshan Gate by Bai Qi?" asked Motowei curiously.

"Take a good look, who am I?" the man replied with a gloomy expression.

Yuan Wei looked at the middle-aged immortal cultivator again, and the immortal cultivator had a delicate face, a goose egg face, narrow eyes, a tight mouth, and a towering nose bridge, which was indescribably familiar.

"Don't guess, my appearance is similar to yours, because I am you, you are Xuanmo!" said the middle-aged immortal cultivator with a smile.

"Are you awake?" Motoo was shocked.

The smile on Xuan Mo's face froze, "If I wake up, can I still let you refine me at will?!"

Looking at Yuanwei's puzzled look, Xuan Mo said hatefully, "Now, I'm in your dream." ”

Yuan Wei suddenly realized, "I see! I already knew that there was a soul hidden in that nightmare bone, and today you finally jumped out, and some people said that you are Xuan Mo, and they also regarded me as Xuan Mo! Come on, come on, tell me why you have to pester me? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be a cripple and abandoned by my parents, if it weren't for you, my uncle and aunt wouldn't have looked down on me, if it weren't for you, maybe I would have married the bell and lived a leisurely life!"

"Hahaha!" Xuan Mo pointed at Motoo and laughed, as if he had heard something stupid.

"How could I be pestering you! We are one. Back then, I was beaten to pieces by the old fox's black hand, and in the end I was left with only one kneecap. Fortunately, I have broken through the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and a piece of kneecap can also regenerate me. It's just that when reborn, only the kneecap is the original, and the other bones are no different from mortals, which also leads to a lame leg. When I was reborn for the first time, I met a vicious Lang Zhong who killed me alive in order to study my kneecaps. The second rebirth is you!Do you think that the path you have traveled, everything you have experienced is purposeless?Don't you feel that someone in the dark is guiding you to pursue a forgotten past?" asked Xuan Mo, pointing at Motoo's head.

"Guidance? There is no one to guide me, the reason why I am wandering around, except to remove your skull, is it to be hunted down, is this also a guide?" Motoo said indignantly.

"Of course, this is the guide!" Xuan Mo stood proudly, and with a wave of his sleeves, a phantom appeared in front of Yuanwei.

In the virtual shadow, a green plateau is full of life, mortals live and work in peace and contentment, and there are even some immortal cultivators who live in seclusion in the dense forest valley, cultivating with peace of mind. I don't know when, a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared in the sky above the plateau, and his appearance was vaguely Xuanmo. Xuan Mo's face was full of anger, and his six fingers spread out like a hideous iron claw, and he grabbed at the plateau void.

In an instant, six deep gullies appeared on the surface of the plateau, one of which was filled with the breath of red pain, one with the stiffness of earthy yellow, one with the heat of orange, one with the cold of blue, one with the weakness of white, and the last with the black of death. Outside the valley, all kinds of spiritual energy merge together, forming an irregular manic storm, endlessly destroying everything on the plateau.

These are the six kinds of damage that Xuan Mo gave to the plateau, and the plateau has since become a wild land, and the creatures on the plateau have been killed and injured innumerably, especially those immortal cultivators, almost none of them survived...

"It's you! It's you, it's you who overturned the entire Rokuya Plateau!" shouted Motoo angrily, pointing at Xuan Mo.

"Of course it's me!Otherwise, how can you absorb the cold in the Cold Valley!!Otherwise, how can you accept the scale armor that my hatred has forged all my life!" Xuan Mo smiled.

"You have deprived thousands of people of their vitality with a gesture! It seems that the world's disgust and fear of you are not groundless! So I don't want your unwarranted hatred! I don't want your scale armor! I just want to live a plain and happy life with my relatives and friends! Also, I am Yuanwei, you are Xuanmo, and we are two completely strangers!" Yuanwei was a little afraid and a little annoyed.

"What?" Xuan Mo said angrily, "Is it because of living with those mortals that you are so indecisive and unenterprising? If you hadn't hindered the growth of your kneecaps, your bones would have returned to their original appearance at this moment, and you would have already broken through the cultivation of the Soul Condensing Realm! Your cowardice is the biggest obstacle to your cultivation! When you break through the Soul Condensing Realm, I will really wake up at that time, and I will definitely kill the bell, Mu Wei, Liu Yao, Nie Youlan, Ding Dong, Gu Sui'er, and what purple charm is there with my own hands!" I'm going to kill everyone you know, they're holding you back, they're all going to die! And that damn old man actually cut off your tail early, is a dragon without a tail still called a dragon? ridiculous! extremely ridiculous!"

Yuan Wei couldn't help but shudder, and he asked Xuanmo, "When you wake up, am I still me?"

Xuan Mo slowly calmed down, and he explained as calmly as possible, "I am you, you are me. For example, I had a dream in which I became you. But this dream will eventually wake up, who do you say I am when I wake up? Everything you have experienced is a dream after all, and when you wake up from the dream, everything in the dream will cease to exist. ”

Yuan Wei was even more sad, and after a long time, he raised his head and said resolutely, "The glory you said has nothing to do with me, I only value my relatives and my friends." I don't want to be alone anymore, if it's all a dream, I'm willing to sleep longer than to wake up!"

Xuan Mo was furious, "Foolish! Foolish! In this immortal cultivation realm, the level of cultivation determines everything." Your realm is high, and naturally someone will come to talk to you! Do you know my original strength?! I'll let you see it now! What kind of ink is it!"

As he spoke, Xuan Mo looked up to the sky and roared, and the whole person turned into a huge ink dragon, the ink dragon shuttled between the clouds and mist, and pounced on Yuan Wei with his mouth open hideously, the momentum can open the world and destroy everything...

Motowei screamed wildly and struggled to wake up, he sat in the main hall in the center of the Aoyama Gate, covered in cold sweat...

"I'm Yuanwei, not Xuanmo! I won't let you wake up, I'm going to refine you, forever!"

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